Wellington. Bottom tip of the North Island.
After two weeks of uninterrupted nature, I was more than ready for a little city life and was quite looking forward to spending a few days in Wellington.
Wellington's not the most beautiful of cities - far from it. It's quite quirky, original and arty farty. Not tons to see (two days would be enough, I think), but the Te Papa museum is definitely worth a visit.
Most of the time was spent cafe hopping, bar hopping, enjoying good food and too much wine. I even attempted a little bit of shopping (old habits die hard) but failed miserably. This side of the world ain't famous for its fashion sense.
I ended up having to stay a few days longer than what I would have liked, as I stupidly (and typically) didn't plan ahead and booked my ferry ticket at the last minute. Shame, I could have done with a couple more days in the South Island.
Oh, and the weather was crap. Don't let the pictures fool you. Rain and wind. That bloody wind.
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